(I feel you Cody, we just chillin', we just chillin')Nah brotha it's nothing, I'm not buggin'I wake up in the morning and enjoy an English muffinLittle fried egg with a side of turkey bakeAnd I'm dancing round the kitchen listenin' to T-PainI understand things won't always go my wayInstead of tryin' to force it I just try and ride the waveGo in, around, and up, and down, and never look awayStay focused on that level ground and things will turn out straightYeah my intuition's fabulous, instincts are simply greatAnd my homies keep me grounded, never worried 'bout the hateIf you hear them talkin' bad, then this is what you doLook 'em in the face and say I'll be coolTell 'em Cody, bruh